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behind that keyboard cuz
Gon' make some blood spill
Your insecurity gon' make this 45 open
Up your mind and bring enlightenment
And then you'll have more
how much I love you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time"
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done
how much I love you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time"
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done
much I love you daddy, but if you don't mind,
I'm only going to kiss you on cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong, I must have done
With little fight in me I feel I cant compete no more
No more
I cannot feel at peace no more
The fires burning but I cannot take the heat no more
We
to my place and I could show you what I'm doin lately
We just tryna have a good time
Good time
We just tryna have a good
Good
Good
Good
I'm just tryna
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
me
Just worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before
You ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
The Chi bumping Common
But the only thing in common
Is crime and more violence
I play a little game, you say you fly
I’m over fly
I’m the pilot that’s left
of age my mama’s defender,
Can i rewind,
Can i have more time,
Can I could go back to the past to make all that was wrong into all that is fine
Can i can
got to have strength
If you're gonna survive past 110th
Well it ain't no thing when blood is spilled
The emergency ward is capacity filled
scratch on me, I must be dreaming
If GOD aint real then what’s the reason
If there's breath in you then there’s a reason
Yea
That's right, I'm still
you daddy
But if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
nephews peddle bikes because they special
Let you tell it man I'm fallin' well
Somebody must have caught him 'cause
Every fourth quarter, I like to Mike
fact, I got stopped two more times black
Probable cause (uh-huh) probable cause (yeah)
You don't have to break no laws
They say probable cause
staircase
Do nothing but watch
Yes that would be funny some other time
But that I don't have enough of
I just looked
There's maybe six seconds
Fuck
You must
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
never told me you knew Drake
And Lupe? You wanna lose two legs?
You tryin' to flip this on me?
If I spent more time with you, you say
"Okay, yeah,
Became
I Was Just A Little Boy When My Dad Split ,
Typical Statistical Shit When You Young And Black,
Wit No Father Figure Figured I Be Trash,
Uh, I pray to god I see heaven
I swear to god I want the blessings
Put it on my momma, ain't no more stressing
All of my niggas gon' have them
all bad, oh my God
I don't have time for stress, no more time for disagreements, no
Too many girls, what you call that? (Let's go)
I got too many
independently
Or that your little team's the only thing that's under me?
The notion that you're more than a drop in the ocean
Of the hundred plans I have in
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